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Tuesday, 31 October 2017

LOVE GARAGE: By Liz Crowe and book 1 of the Love Brothers series is FREE for the next 30 days!

Antony Love is the quintessential responsible oldest brother of a boisterous, Italian/Irish family, placed in charge at a young age by his parents who are busy running the family business. He manages his siblings with a fair but iron hand, until his life is shattered by personal tragedy leaving him the shell of the man he once was.

When outspoken matriarch Lindsay Halloran Love becomes ill, the youngest brother Aiden shows up at Antony's garage, having dropped out of school (again), needing work and a place to crash. Antony provides both, with three caveats: "Don't smoke in my truck, don't be late for work, and don't mess with my girlfriend."

But Aiden Love, budding novelist, gets one glimpse of Rosalee Norris, young widow of Antony's lifelong best friend and all bets are off.

Set in horse country near Lexington, Kentucky, The Love Brothers Series is a saga of family devotion that runs as wide and deep as the Ohio River--except on Sundays when brothers Antony, Kieran, Dominic and Aiden work out their frustrations on the basketball court, Love brother style.

The Love Brothers: A family saga with humor, heat and heart—not to mention beer, bourbon and basketball.

“I hope you don’t think I’m gonna hire you because you’re my baby brother. No, wait. My lazy, bookworm, useless baby brother, who’s gone and dropped out of that expensive, fancy writing school he just had to get into, and now shows up here at my business, in this ole backwater, hillbilly town...broke and looking like he’s been dragged through a knothole.”

Aiden flinched in the face of Antony’s fury. His hands curled into fists deep inside his trouser pockets, as a too-familiar rush of anger threatened to consume him. He waited and watched, seeking visual cues from their growing up years. Antony merely leaned against the tallest worktable, slowly wiping off some kind of a wrench with a blue cloth, his dark eyes inscrutable.

The sounds of a busy garage swirled around them, filling the real and virtual space between Aiden and the man who’d been his protector and friend his entire life. That gaping hole he’d placed there, with his casual disregard for his family and seeking escape from this very hillbilly backwater. Those were the words he’d used not that long ago. Flung back at him in Antony’s overblown, exaggerated redneck accent, they stung like ice pellets.

Not for the first time, Aiden deeply regretted the effort he’d made to keep distance between them—from all his brothers—for the last seven-and-a-half years. It had seemed the right thing then, with him in the full flush of his heady personal expectations as the next Great American Novel Author.

He gulped, and forced his voice to remain steady. Heaven knows he’d had plenty of years to practice not rising to Antony’s bait.

“Yes…um, well, kind of. Yeah. That is what I’m thinking.” He ran a hand around the back of his neck while Antony observed him without moving or speaking—barely even blinking.

The bastard isn’t going to make this easy, is he?

Aiden cleared his throat and tried to find the right words. They failed him.

“Never mind.” He turned to shoulder his way through the grease monkeys peopling Antony’s successful auto-repair joint. His head buzzed with exhaustion from his trip “riding the dog,” as he’d learned his trip by Greyhound bus was named, and anxiety over the reason he’d made it.

As he reached for the office door, after making it all the way across the garage, a distinct noise like resignation hit his ears.

Ridiculous, of course. He could barely think amidst all the garage noise, let alone hear his oldest brother heaving his patented sigh from all the way across it. But Aiden turned anyway, knowing, somehow, that he had.

Antony remained propped against the workbench, still clutching the blue rag. Still staring holes into Aiden. “You don’t even know how to change the oil on a late model pickup. You’re about useful as tits on a bull.”

Aiden squared his shoulders and tried to look somewhat more useful than that.

“Maybe, but I can clean up after the guys who do know how, or I can keep your books, update your website, get you active on Facebook and Twitter and—” That sounded desperate. But he might as well own that, too.

“I don’t use any of that shit.” Antony dropped the rag on the bench and scowled as an employee rolled a couple of tires by him. “I don’t need it. I have more work than I can handle now.”

“Yeah? Well, maybe you should think about it. What happens when the work dries up?”

Antony let out a distinctly unpleasant-sounding laugh. “Little bro, you obviously missed class the day they talked about the recession-proof businesses.” He held up three fingers. “Cars always need fixing. People always need to drink beer. Kids always need teaching. By my calculations, the Love family is pretty fuckin’ smart. But for one of us, I guess.”

Aiden bit the inside of his cheek to keep from lashing back in defense then tried a different tactic.

“Mama is sick. You forget that? Ever think maybe I came home to be here for her?” He had to shut his eyes for a split second to dispel the concept of a world without the formidable Lindsay Halloran Love in it.

Antony grunted and headed toward one of the four lifts. Each had a car hoisted on it and a guy underneath, messing around with whatever they did under there. He reached up and fiddled with something beneath what looked like a big black Mercedes sedan, ignoring Aiden. Given that he had no other viable option, Aiden let him.

His sister had broken the news about their mother to him four days earlier, around 5:00 p.m. He’d never forget the moment—since it happened to be the same day he’d discovered he’d failed a poetry-writing seminar, plus made a serious miscalculation by drinking too much and then coming on to a hot professor at a department social event. He’d seen her next day at the panel “discussion” of his final novel.

Lack of clear plot progression, shallow characters and poor dialogue choices, had been the gist of their “advice.”

Jerks. Wouldn’t know a decent, modern plot if it bit them all in the collective ass. So what if I want to actually make money with a book, and not just collect a lot of critical admiration?

Shifting from foot to foot, he calculated how long Antony would make him stand there like a supplicant before he caved. Because cave he would. Aiden understood enough about his eldest sibling to realize that. The strains of the latest Luke Bryan song wafted around, chafing his exposed nerve endings.

As Aiden watched, Antony finished under the Merc and hit the button to lower it back to the garage floor. Then he spent a solid ten minutes consulting beneath the hood of a late model F-150, another five wiping down a set of tools, and ten more fiddling with his phone. But Aiden didn’t say anything, lest he break into the man’s thought pattern. That would only trigger his temper—the last thing Aiden needed at that moment.

Memories of angry explosions past made him sigh, rub the back of his neck, and touch his still-crooked nose. While the Love siblings were fiercely loyal to each other—they maintained zero tolerance for bullshit between them. He took a step backward, regretting his decision to come here first, as opposed to the brewery on the west side of town to beg his father to hire him to pour beer, shift kegs, or hose out brewing equipment, mainly because that would also mean facing Dominic. Between them all, he’d much rather deal with Antony.

He refocused when Antony frowned at him, as if sensing his sudden mental flinch.

Aiden raised an eyebrow in a “well, I’m very busy, and important, and require an answer” sort of way. His stomach churned, reminding him of the disgusting fast food he’d inhaled earlier. He hated being the screw-up little brother. Honest to God, he hated it, almost as much as he despised the country music pounding on his eardrums right then.

Monday, 30 October 2017

To celebrate all things spooky this Halloween I'm giving away BITE MARK for FREE. Grab your copy from Amazon - also on Kindle Unlimited - then make sure you check out the sequel CLAW MARK and carry on the adventure.

Life in London as a butcher girl was hard enough, but when my best friend Denny went missing it became miserable. Stumbling into the Worshipful Company of the Ancient Order while searching for him was like a breath of fresh air. Especially because sexy, sophisticated Aimery promised to help me.

But Aimery’s friend Ryle wanted in on the action. My head was spinning, my body reacting to theirs whenever they were around. But I had questions: What was their obsession with my rare blood type? How did they always appear when I needed them? And how old were they?

Learning the truth about my lovers brought new fears and delights. They could take me higher than I’d ever gone before, show me pleasures I’d never imagined and were prepared to kill to protect me. Being mortal had never been so much erotic fun—or so deliciously dangerous.

Inside Scoop: This story ends on a cliffhanger—but don’t worry, Claw Mark is out now to quench your thirst!

I peeled open my eyes and watched as he drew up a high-backed chair, sat and crossed his legs. His entire concentration was on me getting slapped and hand-fucked by Ryle. Somehow that was as much a turn-on as what Ryle was doing, seeing Aimery like that, a slight smile on his face, his eyes wide and excited and his hands clasped in his lap. In his fine suit he looked the perfect gentleman, yet here he was watching his friend going for it with his woman.

Ryle spanked me again and then again, fire spiked where his palm landed. But now instead of jolting away, I arched my back and bucked for more. Each connection was sending me higher and higher. I wanted it, no, I needed it. I’d never experienced a spanking. Damn, I’d been missing out.

Friday, 27 October 2017

I should have known my quest for vengeance would eventually be my downfall. I should have been more careful, more paranoid-but I'm glad I wasn't. Who knew that getting caught for my crimes would lead to so much happiness?

But joy can be fleeting...

It turns out, this battle is only just beginning. With ultimate power on the line, my faceless enemies will stop at nothing to capture me, dead or alive. I need to master my abilities, fast, or this could be the end for someone I care far too deeply about.

Thursday, 26 October 2017

The second book in my popular new reverse harem series hits the shelves today! Grab TEARAWAYS from Amazon - also available on Kindle Unlimited.

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Having survived The Challenge, Olivia is now hitting the road with her five sexy men. Seeing them all dressed in tight leathers, with big, growling Harleys between their legs, is enough to have her pulse racing and her mouth watering. So naturally, before long bonds strengthen, love blooms and they’re all enjoying the ride of their lives.

But with little more than bikes and the clothes on their backs, how will they survive a long, arduous journey? Having a billionaire’s heir in their midst is no help when Dante Vidal is insisting on them being cashless and having to work for their supper.

Amongst all of that, Olivia finds herself performing a complex juggling act. Having Alpha males sparring, sparks flying and tempers flaring needs a strong woman to take charge. Is she up for the challenge of keeping her men happy, connected and most of all satisfied? One thing is for sure, it’s a task she’s willing to throw herself into heart, body and soul.

Having survived The Challenge, Olivia is now hitting the road with her five sexy men. Seeing them all dressed in tight leathers, with big, growling Harleys between their legs, is enough to have her pulse racing and her mouth watering. So naturally, before long bonds strengthen, love blooms and they’re all enjoying the ride of their lives.

But with little more than bikes and the clothes on their backs, how will they survive a long, arduous journey? Having a billionaire’s heir in their midst is no help when Dante Vidal is insisting on them being cashless and having to work for their supper.

Amongst all of that, Olivia finds herself performing a complex juggling act. Having Alpha males sparring, sparks flying and tempers flaring needs a strong woman to take charge. Is she up for the challenge of keeping her men happy, connected and most of all satisfied? One thing is for sure, it’s a task she’s willing to throw herself into heart, body and soul.

She gasped and looked into his face. He was breathing hard and his cheeks were flushed. A sheen of sweat covered his brow. “Holy crap,” he murmured. “Good job I’m fit, my heart nearly gave out.”

She grinned. “That was hot.”

“You’re hot.” He dragged her naked body close then slid his hands down her back to her buttocks. He cupped them and squeezed. “And it’s a good job I’ve just come, otherwise having you like this, next to me, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. You’d be on your hands and knees with me sinking deep.” He bent his head and kissed her, delving his tongue in and melding his lips with hers.

“Looks like someone’s having fun.”

Harry’s voice filled her ears.

Mason broke their kiss, but didn’t release her. He grinned at Harry. “We had to do something to entertain ourselves while we waited for you.”

“Should have guessed it would be naked entertainment.” He winked at Olivia. “Here you go, fresh clothes from your box.”

Tuesday, 24 October 2017

Samuel’s job is to scrutinize the store’s customers and make sure everyone stays on the right side of the law. One sexy guy in particular has him not only hot under the collar, but filling his dreams and starring in his wildest fantasies. Yet, he can’t pluck up the courage to spark a conversation and find out if those lingering looks mean what he thinks they do.

Until, that is, a misdemeanor occurs giving him the chance to haul hot bloke into his office. The only trouble is, Samuel soon realizes he’s bitten off more than he can chew. This man isn’t going to take a reprimand lying down, no matter how much attraction is fizzing between them.

There’s only one thing for it and that’s to allow the heat between them to reach combustion point—even if it means switching, pushing boundaries and bending the rules. Undercover or not, burning desire and scorching lust can’t be ignored.

Publisher's Note: This book was previously released as part of the Right Here, Right Now anthology with Pride Publishing.

Karl rested his face on Liam’s. He whispered on Liam’s mouth. “You’re hot as hell. I’m fuckin’ desperate to feel your hard cock in my hand.” Then he kissed Liam.

The passion that traveled over Liam as Karl’s lips merged with his in a slow, soft, lingering kiss, weakened his thighs. The skin between his legs under his balls throbbed. His cock jerked in his pants. He returned the kiss grabbing Karl’s head and thrusting his cock in upward strokes on the hard column in Karl’s pants. He kissed Karl until every fiber of his being screamed to come. He murmured between kisses. “The restroom here is a good place for desperados.”

Karl smiled against his mouth. “I was hoping you’d say that.” He crushed Liam close in a final hug as the song ended and then he broke away.

Liam followed Karl across the dance floor and through the door that led to a short corridor and the restrooms. These weren’t like the toilets in some gay bars that Liam disliked for their barren and sometimes grubby surrounds. The restrooms in this bar were sparkling clean and spacious. Two of the stalls at the end of the row had benches and wash basins. Liam had laughed at them when he’d first seen them, but now he walked past Karl and showed him into one.

Karl flicked the catch along on the door lock. He pushed Liam against the wall with one hand, and as his tongue forced Liam’s lips open, with the other hand he dragged Liam’s jeans zipper down.

Liam moaned, overwhelmed with the need to feel Karl’s hands on his cock. He grabbed his jeans to help, and jerked them down his ass to his thighs as he sucked Karl’s tongue into his mouth. His cock sprang free, but not for long.

Karl grasped the shaft. He drew way from Liam’s lips and gazed into his eyes. “You’re leaking. You look ready to be fucked. Do you want that? To be fucked? To have my hard dick ram into your ass until your cum spurts up your chest?”

Liam’s entire body went into meltdown. His cock throbbed and his balls lifted so tight he instinctively reached his hand down to stroke them. His fingers met Karl’s wrapped around his dick. Liam’s stomach tightened inwards and he groaned. “I need to come so bad I’m about to fall down.”

Karl knelt and pushed his fingers between Liam’s legs. He stroked Liam’s balls with his thumb and clamped his other hand around Liam’s cock tight. The helmet head poked out of his fist and Karl lapped at the slit then circled his tongue around and around until Liam was gasping and thrusting.

Karl pumped Liam’s dick fast and hard. He teased at Liam’s ass with his fingertips and his palm cradled Liam’s aching balls.

Liam orgasmed with such intensity he grabbed Karl’s shoulders bending his head, and groaned open mouthed against the white linen shirt Karl wore. He thrust up into Karl’s fist and only stopped as the waves of delicious pleasure waned and left him drowning in satisfaction and gratitude.

Karl pushed Liam’s shirt up with strong hands and licked up his stomach.

The trail of exquisite sensation he left made Liam wince and sigh. He grasped Karl’s head, his fingers slipping through Karl’s soft, abundant hair, trying to bring Karl’s face to his for a kiss. “Kiss me, please…”

Sunday, 22 October 2017

Hey folks, check out the awesome new cover for RUNAWAYS, book #3 in my reverse harem series THE CHALLENGE.

Olivia fears her life is about to be torn apart. Being seperated from her men isn't something she can contemplate. How can she possibly go back to her old life in Portsmouth after all that's happened?

So when Raul's ambitious idea begins to take shape, she soon finds herself in another continent and with another challenge ahead. A challenge that will test all of her skills and demand nerves of steel.

Because Africa is hot and wild. A new adventure awaits around every corner. She has to keep her eye on the ball and her finger on the pulse. Not just because there’s danger lurking, but because of the tension between the guys she's in love with...oh, and the other one.

Will Paul ever truly fit in? What the heck is going on between the two Alphas in her harem? And can she hold them all together when the temperature reaches boiling point? Only time will tell.

Despite her success in the world of politics, Sheena Nichols has grown tired of spending her nights alone, and when her need for a man to take charge in the bedroom becomes too intense to ignore she seeks out a professional. But she gets much more than she bargained for...

While mastering Sheena properly is a challenge Julian Roath is more than happy to accept, he has no need for her money. When he claims her, it is purely for the pleasure of seeing her blush as she's made to kneel naked at his feet, hearing her beg as her bare bottom is soundly spanked, and feeling her writhe in ecstasy as he enjoys her body in any way he pleases.

Before she knows it, Sheena finds the strict control she's always maintained over her life slipping away as Julian shows her what it means to be thoroughly dominated. But is she truly prepared to surrender herself completely to a man who will not hesitate to take what he wants?

“You may come,” he said. “Whenever you need to.”

“Sir?” She sounded surprised.

“Come, when you want, as often as you want.” He pressed harder, knowing how wicked the wand was and how quickly it could bring about an orgasm.

“Oh, God,” she moaned, tipping her head and her hair dropping a little toward her shoulders. “That’s... so...”

“Yes, it’s powerful.” He kept the wand firmly in place, then ran his hand down the column of her spine and delivered a firm spank. “Ow!” She bucked forward onto the wand, then tried to jerk backward. But he kept her in place with his palm pressed in the hollow of her back. She had no escape from the wand.

“I’m going to...” she gasped. “Oh... oh...”

“Yes. Come.” He released her, momentarily, and brought his hand down on her opposite cheek.

She came as he spanked her again. Bucking and shaking, pressing back to escape the insistent wand and springing forward to escape his hand.

But he didn’t move either. He kept the wand right where it was, knowing it would still be stimulating her pulsing clitoris, and in between steadying her, he rained hard spanks down onto her ass.

“Oh, fuck... oh...” she groaned, twisting her head this way and that.

“Come again,” he said, inspecting the delicious rosy apple shade her ass was turning. “We’ve only just begun.”

Friday, 20 October 2017

Thursday, 19 October 2017

HELP NEEDED - please consider supporting my THUNDERCLAP for TEARAWAYS (Book 2 The Challenge) which is out on the 26th of October. This is an indie book and I'd really appreciate it.

Having survived The Challenge, Olivia is now hitting the road with her five sexy men. Seeing them all dressed in tight leathers, with big, growling Harleys between their legs, is enough to have her pulse racing and her mouth watering. So naturally, before long bonds strengthen, love blooms and they're all enjoying the ride of their lives.

But with little more than bikes and the clothes on their backs, how will they survive a long, arduous journey? Having a billionaire's heir in their midst is no help when Dante Vidal is insisting on them being cashless and having to work for their supper.

Amongst all of that, Olivia finds herself performing a complex juggling act. Having Alpha males sparring, sparks flying and tempers flaring needs a strong woman to take charge. Is she up for the challenge of keeping her men happy, connected and most of all satisfied? One thing is for sure, it's a task she's willing to throw herself into heart, body and soul.

Wednesday, 18 October 2017

Here's a snippet from CASTAWAYS which has just hit the shelves and is getting great 5* reviews!

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Olivia Bailey is up for The Challenge. Why the heck wouldn't she be? With mariner qualifications piled high, engineering experience to rival someone twice her age, she's ready to take on the mighty Pacific Ocean and win.

But what about her fellow crew? Five guys, four nationalities. A billionaire's heir who likes to take charge in every aspect of life, an outback expert with a heart-stopping smile, a Spanish chef with mouthwatering moves and sexy twins who reveal themselves slowly, until it matters, then they act fast.

An adventure was what Olivia wanted, it's certainly what she gets. Because things at sea happen in a heartbeat, friendships grow, tempers heat and desire flares. But what about when it all upends? When the unexpected happens? Will they pull together, or will fear drag the crew of The Temptress apart?

CASTAWAYS is a reverse harem romance novel intended for mature readers. Book 2 TEARAWAYS is also available for pre-order.

“Let’s make it strip poker.” Evan twitched his eyebrows at Olivia.

“I think not.” She laughed. “That would leave me at a definite disadvantage.”

“You call having five blokes admiring your body a disadvantage?” Evan chuckled. The sun had given his cheeks a faint pink hue and his lips were shiny, as if he’d slicked on balm.

Damn it, the guy could be an advert for healthy, outdoor living.

“Knowing you lot, you’d club together and fix it so I lost.” She narrowed her eyes at him.

“I wouldn’t.” Lucas shook his head.

It was the first time he’d spoken in front of everyone, but Olivia decided not to make a thing about that. “Okay, not Lucas, but the rest of you would.”

“I think it’s sad,” Raul said. “That you have so low opinion of us.”

“It’s not that.” She shrugged. “You’re just guys, with lots of testosterone and you like…” She glanced at her chest. “Boobs.”

“Boobs!” Evan burst out laughing. “Yeah, we like boobs.”

“What are boobs?” Raul asked.

“These.” She pointed at her breasts.

“Ah, boobs!” Raul grinned. “I learn another new English word.”

“I bet she could teach you some more.” Evan winked at her and dropped the deck of cards into his hand.

Sunday, 15 October 2017

Olivia Bailey is up for The Challenge. Why the heck wouldn’t she be? With mariner qualifications piled high, engineering experience to rival someone twice her age, she’s ready to take on the mighty Pacific Ocean and win.

But what about her fellow crew? Five guys, four nationalities. A billionaire’s heir who likes to take charge in every aspect of life, an outback expert with a heart-stopping smile, a Spanish chef with mouthwatering moves and sexy twins who reveal themselves slowly, until it matters, then they act fast.

An adventure was what Olivia wanted, it’s certainly what she gets. Because things at sea happen in a heartbeat, friendships grow, tempers heat and desire flares. But what about when it all upends? When the unexpected happens? Will they pull together, or will fear drag the crew of The Temptress apart?

And while you're at it, pre-order your copy of book #2 TEARAWAYS so you can keep the reverse harem pleasure going...

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Having survived The Challenge, Olivia is now hitting the road with her five sexy men. Seeing them all dressed in tight leathers, with big, growling Harleys between their legs, is enough to have her pulse racing and her mouth watering. So naturally, before long bonds strengthen, love blooms and they’re all enjoying the ride of their lives.

But with little more than bikes and the clothes on their backs, how will they survive a long, arduous journey? Having a billionaire’s heir in their midst is no help when Dante Vidal is insisting on them being cashless and having to work for their supper.

Amongst all of that, Olivia finds herself performing a complex juggling act. Having Alpha males sparring, sparks flying and tempers flaring needs a strong woman to take charge. Is she up for the challenge of keeping her men happy, connected and most of all satisfied? One thing is for sure, it’s a task she’s willing to throw herself into heart, body and soul.

Saturday, 14 October 2017

When asked what inspires me to write books, I usually say it’s something I’ve seen or heard, or I’ve been challenged to dig deeply into my imagination and come up with a crazy idea. This time, it was a premade cover. The moment I saw this dark, sensual, slightly homo erotic image of a half-naked man in a fur coat on an exquisitely colored background, I knew it had to be mine. I decided in which historical period to set the story – the obscure, mythical age of the Vikings – and the ensuing process plunged me into an exciting and not so foreign world where everyday heroes lived the same dramas and battled for the same values and desires as we do in modern society. I hope you enjoy the read!

As the second son of a Viking earl, Alv
Gunnulfsen wasn't meant to inherit a throne or avenge a murder. But when his
brother is slain during a raid and their father dies of grief, Alv is expected
to take command and claim the killer's death. In a world of ruthless
retaliation and strict social codes, he must also maneuver cleverly to protect
a troublesome secret: his attraction for men.

Roeland van Dijk, a wealthy Dutch merchant
settled in Norway, has done the unthinkable to protect his family — hacked off
the head of a Viking rapist. The wrath of the blond savages will cost him his
freedom, and possibly his own head… Unless he's willing to accept the love of
another man.

After a moment, Alv looked up again and almost gasped from the erotic
vision in front of him. While shaving Roeland, he’d only seen his wet, hairy
chest and stomach, but the handsome man moved to a kneeling position in the
basin and washed his lower body. His stunning maleness made Alv hot and
bothered. They had discussed, argued, shared personal details, and apologized
to each other, but now, the seriousness of their conversation faded. The sight
of Roeland’s cock bathing in white foam between his legs had Alv’s own cock
jolt and press painfully against his pants.

Oh, Roeland attracted him on several levels—mental, emotional, and
physical—and Alv longed to discover and develop more of everything with him.
Hedin was an exciting lover, but nothing like what Roeland had the potential to
be.

Speaking of Hedin, it’d been a surprise to see him again this morning,
right after Elke left. He’d arrived in a terrible mood and refused to excuse
his disappearance act. It was outrageous of a slave to come and go like that,
but Alv had too much on his mind to think of punishing him.

For one, he worried about Roeland’s future. He’d inherited part of
Father’s wealth, but not his title. After returning to Eðni, he’d claimed to be
the only one who could decide of what to do with his brother’s murderer, but it
wasn’t true. He had no standing, no support from his fellow citizens. They
could choose to kill Roeland if they wanted to—all it took was a word from
Mother. It made her idea to have Alv marry Elke and adopt the community’s
natural heir that much more important to push through.

“There’s something we need to talk about,” he said, hoping Roeland
wouldn’t oppose to the plan.

“What?”

“Normally, I would ask you, but since you’re not in a position to make
decisions, I’m just going to tell you.”

“About what?” Roeland frowned.

“I’m marrying your sister.”

Roeland stood so fast in the basin, water splashed to all sides. He
stepped out and leaned into Alv’s face. “Don’t you dare to touch her!”

By Thor, he was insanely sexy, standing naked and wet, so near Alv could
feel his damp bodily heat, water drippling from his hair and rolling alongside
his tanned, chiseled cheeks. Alv couldn’t help hardening more, and needed to
focus on the words that came out of Roeland’s luscious mouth to be able to
answer. “She has already accepted.”

About the author

Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her
own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime
drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between
psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and dark erotic romance.

Ruthless drug lord Ricardo “El Loco”
Ferrer launders his black money by investing in movie productions. As a teen,
he learned to enjoy blow jobs in jail. Now a man of power, his favorite pastime
is checking out new acting talent…and convincing them to “please” the team of
producers.

Young wannabe actor Jaden Moore comes to a
shady side of town to audition for a movie part. He longs to shine, wants to
walk the red carpet with cameras flashing and a crowd cheering. He assures the
film director and the investors he’ll do anything to reach the top, but is he
willing to comply with their dirty fantasies?

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